Her hands and feet were diligent and she quickly cleaned the room and then put away Fang Chang's clothes.

After dinner, the sound of Shitou reading could be heard again in the courtyard.

In addition to teaching Shitou martial arts, Fang Chang also taught Shitou how to read and write. This was one of the reasons why Shen Xiuwen was grateful to Fang Chang.

Practicing martial arts can only strengthen your body, and reading can only make you understand.

Shitou's father lost his life outside just because of his skill.

By the way, Shitou's father was also a member of the Qinglong Gang, but he was a hard-working and dedicated person. He lost his life in a gang war, leaving behind orphans and widows.

But Shen Xiuwen did not shy away from martial arts and felt that practicing martial arts was not good.

In this world, if you don't have martial arts, how can you protect yourself and your family?

But after practicing martial arts, you have to study. Only by studying can you understand the truth and avoid being used as a knife and losing your life in vain.

Listening to Shi Shi's childish voice, Shen Xiuwen hugged the square-length clothes with a bit of sadness in her eyes.

It would be great if days like this continued.

Although there are a few old ladies in the village spreading rumors about her and Brother Fang, it is undeniable that others are more polite to her.

There always has to be a man to support the family.

It's a pity that she doesn't deserve it and doesn't dare to have such thoughts.

"Brother Fang, I took your clothes back and washed them, and then brought them to you after they were dried."

Shen Xiuwen packed up Fang Chang and Shitou's leftover food boxes, packed Fang Chang's clothes, and said goodbye with a smile.

"Sorry, sister-in-law."

Fang Chang feels relaxed when someone washes his own clothes.

He doesn't have a clean body now. He will sweat when he is hot. If he doesn't take a shower for several days, a layer of mud will be rubbed off his body.

But now there is no automatic washing machine. It is only with the help of Shitou's mother that he can maintain the hygienic habit of changing it every day.

The days passed so simply.

The people in Xiama Village are used to having such an extra person in the village.

The main reason is that when Fang Chang came, he did not occupy their land and did not touch their pitiful interests. Even water, food, and a few worthless vegetables were bought from them with money.

Some children who had no money to go to school would lie on the wall and study with stones every day, but Fang Chang would not chase them away.

Gradually, although Fang Chang did not communicate much with the people in Xiama Village, he somehow gained some prestige.

After all, a young man with good martial arts, good knowledge, and good looks will naturally have a sense of oppression from the upper class towards them.

At first, some people were worried that if Fang Chang came to Xiama Village to take refuge, he would bring danger to Xiama Village.

But as time went by, the accident did not happen, more and more people benefited from Fang Chang, and these voices became less and less.

in a blink.

It has been more than half a year since Fang Chang came to Xiama Village.

The new year is here.

The sound of firecrackers in the village has been crackling non-stop since early morning, and the unique smell of sulfur from gunpowder permeates every corner of Xiama Village.

"Is there any big event today? Why is the village so lively?"

Fang Chang asked Xiao Shitou.

Wearing tiger-head shoes and a tiger-head hat, the little stone with a lively and festive look on his body replied:

"I heard from my mother that today is the day when the real grandpa returns to the village, so it is very lively. Even the county magistrate is here."

"Real grandpa? Lin Zhen, the leader of the Qinglong Gang, no wonder he is like this."

A square and long jaw indicates understanding.

Every year at the end of the year, Lin Zhen goes home to pay homage to his ancestors, so Xiama Village is particularly lively at this time because there will be many important people accompanying him.

Returning home in rich clothes is everyone's simplest vision.

Lin Zhen is naturally no exception.

"Master, Mom wants to invite you to our house for New Year's Eve dinner tonight, will you come?"

Shitou came here with a mission today. He raised his head and looked forward to it.

Fang Chang shook his head: "No need, you and your mother will have fun eating."

Shitou's parents died early, so Shitou doesn't have any grandparents. He and his mother are the only ones in the family.

If he went to someone else's house for a New Year's Eve dinner at night, he might not know what the news would be like in the village.

It doesn't matter to him, but Shitou's mother still needs her reputation.

Shitou was a little disappointed, but Fang Chang's prestige in his heart had gradually surpassed that of his mother. He didn't dare to disobey, so he could only nod.

"I understand, Master, can I bring you some food and wine later?"

"This is fine."

Fang Chang agreed.

The stone bounced away again.

After a while, Shitou's mother came.

"Brother Fang dislikes me and Shitou?"

Shen Xiuwen's eyes were red.

Fang Chang was dumbfounded: "Where do you start talking about this?"

Shen Xiuwen said with a bit of tears: "Then why do you never come to my house for a meal?

Forget it on weekdays, today is the Chinese New Year. I thought that Brother Fang was alone, so I asked Shitou to invite Brother Fang.

But why did you still refuse? Is there a tiger in my house?"

Fang Chang laughed dryly: "Aren't you afraid that people in the village will spread gossip and ruin my sister-in-law's reputation?"

Shen Xiuwen said: "If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanting shadows. Even a woman like me is not afraid. What is Brother Fang, a great knight with great martial arts skills, afraid of?"

Having said this, he nodded helplessly: "Okay then."

Shen Xiuwen wiped her eyes and laughed again, with a bit of anger and coquettishness.

"Then you come early, I've prepared a lot of dishes."

"Eh."

Fang Chang watched Shen Xiuwen leave with a gloomy expression.

In just half a year, the once magnificent main world and the various cultivation careers seemed to have a hazy shadow.

When the reality of the memory faded, he seemed to have returned to his original appearance - the cowardly young man who hid in the toilet all night without daring to come out after seeing the thief entering the house, and the paper man smiled slyly, with a little more soft-heartedness.

"What exactly do I want?"

When it got dark, Fang Chang still couldn't figure out the reason.

He stepped towards Shitou's house, but there was a bit of panic and confusion in his back.

…

"Huh?"

Lin Zhen, who had just returned from his ancestral grave, looked at his back in the distance with hesitation in his eyes.

"That person doesn't seem to be from this village?"

Lin Zhen, who is already over eighty years old, now looks like he is in his forties due to his profound skills and his usual pampering.

When the village chief of Xiama Village next to him heard this, he followed his line of sight and recognized Fang Chang's identity at a glance.

After all, only Fang Chang in Xiama Village wears such a coquettish white gown.

He smiled and replied: "Uncle Zhen, that person is indeed not from our Xiama Village. He is a foreign warrior who was guaranteed to live in Xiama Village by Uncle Dan.

I heard that he took a fancy to a child in our village, so he settled in and took the child as his apprentice, hoping to teach him martial arts.

He has lived in our village for more than half a year and has always been very honest."

"Um."

Lin Zhen nodded and looked away.

"Let's go back."

Behind him was a large group of people from Wuyang and Wuyang.
Chapter completed!